Sunday, June 26, 2011

Never ending drama!

A few days ago my ex's sister Taga decided to ask me for money.  It threw me for a loop because she NEVER asks me for anything.  I thought maybe it was something for her son, but something didn't seem right.  I asked her why she needed it and told her to be honest.  She told me that she needed the money for drugs - that she wasn't using anymore but needed to pay off her dealer.  At first I thought she was kidding - I mean she is the last person I could imagine using drugs, but she was dead serious.  I told her no that I wouldn't send her money for drugs.  She began to beg and plead could I please send the money and if I loved her that I would do it.  I stood firm and told her no, that she needed to talk to her family about this.  She begged me not to tell her family especially her brother (my ex) because they would be mad and would hurt her.  I tried explaining to her that yes they would get mad and yes she would be disciplined but that in time they would get over it and forgive her.  When she realized she wasn't getting the money she resorted to having a temper tantrum and questioning my love, friendship, etc.  I told my ex what had happened and I guess he called and told her off because the next thing I know she is cursing me out telling me to fuck off, calling me a fucking bitch, a fucking hoe, and every other name and curse word imaginable.  She told me our friendship was over to never call her or talk to her again.  I told her that I did what was right and I did it out of love.  I told her she needed tough love not an enabler.  The past few days I have been bombarded with hate mail, she keeps bringing up my relationship w/my ex and how he NEVER loved me that he just felt sorry for me and all this other nonsense.  I told her that was none of her concern and she was in no position to be commenting on relationships (seeing as her husband only married her because she was pregnant and left the second the baby was born - not to mention the fact that he cheated on her the entire three years they were together and still wants nothing to do with her or baby - and yet she always goes running back to him) - yes I'm putting all her business out there - deal with it!  Now she has gone and told her family that I am the one lying and making everything up and that I am spreading lies about her, so not only do I have to put up with her shyte but also her cousin's fiapoko ass!  I swear this girl thinks she knows everything putting her two cents in talking about this is unacceptable in her family and that I needed to stop spreading rumors and lies.  I told her to mind her business and to keep her mouth shut because she didn't know what was going on.  I also sent her copies of all of the emails and messages Taga left me basically admitting that she was using drugs.  Hopefully that will shut her up.  You'd think that would be the end of it, but no.... that would be too easy.  Now I'm getting death threats from this psycho bitch.  I can't believe it.  & where is my ex in all of this, you ask??? He has conveniently gone MIA and is nowhere to be found, but of course he will NEVER stand up to his hypocrite devil sisters.  Every single time these girls (and I use the term loosely) have lied, started drama, and gotten in our business, he has always taken their side - even when they were WRONG!  I told him he needed to check his sister and handle this.  I am so fed up with all of this nonsense.  I have reached my breaking point.  I can finally say with 100% certainty that I wish I had never met him or his psycho family.  I wasted so much of my life trying to make him happy and trying to pick up the pieces of my life (heart) every time he turned my world upside down.  I finally told him just to go fuck off and leave me alone and to basically NEVER contact me again, that I no longer wanted anything more to do with him.  This time I mean it.  I am done and I am NEVER going to look back.  I am going to use this as a learning experience and I promise you I will NOT make the same mistake again.

On a brighter note, I went to my church's fundraiser (had some good Samoan food) and saw my handsome (that's what his name means LOL).  He smiled at me and greeted me right away and gave me my hug (I started smiling the second I saw him).  He walked me inside and I got my plate of food and sat down and ate.  He came and sat down next to me and talked to me while I ate.  I got so nervous I actually had to put my food away LMAO.  The people next to us kept giving us funny looks - maybe it's because I act so different when I am around him, and I noticed that he gets a little nervous around me too. 

I don't know what it is but every time I am around him I feel like a nervous little school girl.  I get so shy and don't quite know what to do with myself.  I've always been a little awkward but I've never really had a problem talking to guys - usually it's just when I'm around a lot of people I don't know.  What trips me out is that he really isn't my type but there is something about him that just draws me to him.  It's good though because we're starting to talk more and I'm starting to get to know him better. 

Something else that has been on my mind lately is that I have been prophesied over and each time, I keep getting the message that my previous relationship with the ex didn't work because God had someone else waiting for me and that I would find him soon.  Maybe he is the one... I'm starting to feel that all of my hopes and dreams (especially getting married and having a family) will come to pass, that it's just a matter of time.  Every time I pray I keep hearing "just be patient, all in God's good time."  I guess all I can do is be patient.